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Isabella's P.O.V

"We're going!"

"We're not!"

"Yes, we are!"

"No, we're not!"

"Don't be stubborn, Bella."

"I'm not stubborn! You are,"

"Bella,"

"Nooooooo!" I screamed with eyes shut before I felt something were slammed to my lips.

His lips. ♥

It has been a week since I had fever. Nathan took good care of me and I was superbly touched by the caring and lovable side of him. Now that I have recovered, I need to go to the city to get some groceries but Nathan was being a nosy and said that he wanted to follow. Of course, I don't allow him. He can't be seen in public.

I had made up reasons like his family has a big influence that they could recognize us easily but he responded with, "I don't care what's gonna happen. All I know, if you're going out, then I'll have to follow because your safety is my priority."

I groaned at the thought of us arguing, but I felt Nathan deepened the kiss. I kissed him back, As much as I wanted, because he was my boyfriend. Minutes passed, and Nathan finally pulled away. Yeah, we're both out of breathe and holding on to each other.

"Why did you let me kiss you?" he asked.

"Because you're my boyfriend?" I responded. What kind of question is that? He was my boyfriend and I no longer had any problems in stating that he really was my boyfriend.

"Exactly. Because I'm your boyfriend, I'm going with you to the city," he stated and pulled me out of the cabin by the hand.

***

We walked by the roadside, hand in hand. Streets shops were everywhere but I have no intention of stopping anywhere other than the supermarket to get the essentials and get back home.

I held onto Nathan's hand tightly before walking really fast to towards the supermarket. "What's the hurry, love?" Nathan asked.

"Oh. I'm just afraid we'll ran out of things in there," I reasoned and Nathan seemed to don't bother about it as we continue walking in silence.

We reached the entrance of the supermarket when Nathan suddenly voiced out, "Why don't you go pick what is needed, while I go look around over there?"

I looked to where he had pointed. The flea market. It's not a really huge and high-classed flea markets, but those second-hand items that the owner need not anymore. I was about to say no, when my eyes caught an English magazine, just right behind Nathan's head. My eyes widened.

"What are you looking at?" Nathan asked as he was about to turn around.

I quickly cupped his face so he was facing me and said to him, "You can go but be careful. I saw someone we know and we cannot let them see us. Can you do that?"

"Anything for you, love," Nathan answered playfully with a serious tone. He gave me a kiss on the forehead and I pulled up the hood to the his jacket before heading towards the flea market.

Nathan's P.O.V

I quickly walked to the center of the flea market and just looking around. I hadn't really care about what Bella had told me. Once, I've tried asking her about our families and friends or relatives but she made some faces and refused to answer that. I guess, I should understand her since she told me that I was the one who decided for us to leave the house and fled.

I took in the scenery of the place. Wait! There isn't any scenery. There's buildings everywhere. Some high, some low. Some looked high-classed while the others looked rather old and dirty. I took in the different shops around the area.

There was a money changer, some clothes shops and a few food restaurants. There are a lot more of street shops and flea markets instead. The road were quite dangerous too. Where's the traffic lights and all the safety for pedestrians?

But that's not my place to care. I took a look around what that was displayed on the mat, on the ground. There's nothing much that caught my eyes but I observed that many of them are antique items. There were some fresh flowers being sold and I wished I have some cash with me to get those for Bella. Oh yeah, my wallet! Why didn't I bring it along when we head out, earlier? But I wasn't sure if there was any cash inside.

I groaned loudly, which had some passerby attracted to it. I wanted to ignore all of them but I heard some murmurings from next to me.

"...........Nathan.......The Wanted?"

"........................Nathan Sykes?"

I didn't have to turn. I definitely knew that those people were talking about me. How did they know me? I remembered Bella's words and quickly left the area. I need to find Bella. She's gonna be mad at me.

Isabella's P.O.V

I threw in everything that I thought, needed for me and Nathan before walking my way to the cashier. Then my eyes caught that English magazine. Again. I had forgotten about them the moment Nathan walked away because all I had in mind was to get Nathan away. I walked over to the magazine and picked it up. There it is.

The Wanted & Fans Giving Their Last Respect

Days passes, became weeks - And his body weren't found. 5 weeks has gone and even though none of the The Wanted boys and their family wants to give up, they have to accept the fact that Nathan was gone.

The Wanted lads, Max, Siva, Jay and Tom (who recently conscious from his coma) refuses to believed that one of his band mates has gone. So does their fans, on the fanbase of TWFanmily. Though Nathan's body weren't found to justify his death, he can't possibly be alive after 5 weeks of being in nowhere.

Yesterday, the boys and some fans had made a small ceremony as their acceptance of Nathan's absence (or death) and to offer him, their last respect.

However, Tom and Jay did not attend the ceremony.

I flipped to the extended pages and saw a few girls crying at the ceremony. Max and Seev was there and they were crying too. They're crying over Nathan who's not dead. Had I really caused this? Many people couldn't accept it. And they were all right. Nathan was still living. I had made many people thought that Nathan was dead and they even held a ceremony for him. Time flew so fast that it has already been 5 weeks Nathan lived with me.

Should I tell Nathan the truth? Should I bring him back? But bringing him back would meant that I will have to lose him. My boyfriend. He may not be my real boyfriend but he admitted to me that he loved me and I, loved him too. I don't wanna lose him. I don't want to have him back with his group members, only to have him to forget about me.

"Babe, done?" Nathan's voice startled me and I quickly hid the magazine in the stacks of newspaper.

"Yeah...yeah. I need to go pay," I told him.

"Are you fine? You look really pale," he asked me as his hand quickly cupped my cheeks and studied my face. Should I tell him? No, I can't. I don't wanna take the risk of losing him.

"Nothing, nothing. I'm fine. I thought I saw those people that knows us," I lied.

"Yeah, I heard a few girls said my name. We should leave now."

Nathan heard a few girls saying his name? Had they recognize him? No! They can't. I need to get Nathan out of here as soon as possible. There's no way that I would take him out to the city anymore. I don't want people to recognize him and take him away from me. I don't wanna end up alone again. I love Nathan, and I need him.

***

"Nathaaaaaaaan!" I screamed, "Stop tickling me!"

Nathan, be Nathan, obviously wouldn't stop. He kept poking me on both sides of my ribs. We were trying to cook chicken noodle soup but I had refused any help from him. He, on the other side been trying his best to help me, in a wrong method.

He did correctly at first, like helping me with ingredients. But I stopped him from helping when he almost had me put in a two rounded spoon of salt into the pot of soup. Better still, it wasn't salt at all. It was sugar!

"I'm gonna beat you up if you don't stop tickling me," I threatened as we circled in front of the stove. It was really dangerous because we were inches away from a pot of boiling soup.

"You love me too much to beat me up, love," Nathan teased. Well, he obviously was wrong because I picked up the wooden spoon that I was using to stir the soup and started hitting him on the head.

"Ow ow ow! It's hot, dear," Nathan yelped as the dripping soup dropped to his bare skin.

"I don't care!" I told him childishly and started chasing him around with the spoon.

10 Minutes later...

I was panting on the ground, on Nathan's chest. We actually did played catching for a while, around the woods and ended up falling to the ground because it was tiring. Nathan was stroking my hair as we both tried to catch our breathes. Suddenly Nathan started laughing.

"You're so slow," he said through laughter.

I rolled my eyes and hit him on the chest, "Shut up! I'm never good at running."

He ignored my statement and continued laughing, "And why are you even running with that wooden spoon?"

Wooden spoon?!

Chicken Noodle Soup?!

The pot in the cabin?!

I looked to Nathan who had his eyes widened, looking down at me. Perhaps he also realized what I had. We both got up from the ground and rushed into the cabin to be greeted with a very awful smell. My hands moved quickly to covered my nose while Nathan straight away went to the stove and turned it off. Smoke were piling and I immediately knew that our first sumptuous meal were in vain. Luckily, it didn't catch the cabin on fire.

Nathan looked to me with a sorry looked and I rolled my eyes. The noodle soup would have turned out well if he hadn't disturbed me and distracted me. Nathan pulled me into a hug and whispered,

"It's okay love. In future, I wouldn't mind burning our house with ya."